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Sir Henry

I just got back from a Sir Henry shopping spree at Pet Co! I was there for over an hour picking out toys, bones, a leash, a collar, etc etc etc. I'm definitely going to bring him again when I actually get him - I think he's old enough to pick out his own toys.
Yes, they make energy treats for active dogs. They're organic and apparently it's like doggy GU. Perfect! I'm pretty sure Henry is too laid back to actually chew relentlessly on kongs, stuffed animals and ropes but I bought them anyway, just in case he changes his mind. I did see him chew a paper towel roll in half, so I think he's getting it. I don't think he knows what to do with toys, or knows that they're okay to chew because he never had them as a puppy. I get so sad when I think about how different his life could have been if he hadn't been found by Coonhound Rescue. I can't stand to think about how he grew up living on the streets and in the woods and almost died from starvation. It definitely makes me want to spoil him that much more. So even if he never touches any toy I buy him, I want to get them just so he has something that's his. And obviously I got him the soft leather collar that will match his coat with the 'dogtag' style dog tags - it matches Chris' military dog tags! And a bandana because he looks nice in green.
I get so excited when I think about how great Henry's life is going to be with me and Chris. I can't wait to let him sniff and explore all of western Mass and go on trail runs with him and teach him how to run next to a mountain bike and swim. And even if he doesn't want to do any of that we're going to love him just as much anyway (But I highly doubt it because I've never seen a dog happier than when he's running - he's so fast!). I can't think of a better dog to match me and Chris' lifestyle - he's up for running really fast for a long time and going for hikes and, eventually, swims, and then he likes to come home and snooze all afternoon...just like me!
I can't wait to tell him he's coming home with us! And I can't wait to see his reaction to all of his stuff and his new house with his dog bed and big yard.
And he's going to absolutely love living in Utah! As active as Chris and I are he'll be nothing but exhausted and content at the end of every day. And every night he's going to fall asleep in a soft bed with all of his toys and he's going to know he's the most loved dog in the whole world, which, for as great of a dog as he is, he deserves nothing less.

And Im going to wrap this up with a song about a hound named Ol' Red

Ol' Red by Blake Shelton

Only 1 week until we bring that ol' hound home!




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